Take Zeppelin, Hendrix and Sabbath, throw 'em in a mission tortilla and liberally sprinkle some psychedelic salt and pepper with a dash of wtf, drop 'em down in San Francisco and you have Birds of Fire. The early bird catches the worm, but the late worm stays alive. Not content with simple sex addictions, the power trio now focuses there collective gaze toward broader horizons. Born into this oft cruel world in July of 2016, Birds of Fire is already sprouting wings and in the studio burning the midnight lamp working on their debut album and drinking. Seek and flames shall light thy path... Birds of Fire San Francisco Rock